Delilah Hilpoltstein Whore ❤️

About Cologne

What trips me out, tho, is how whore be invisible to most. People walk by, judgin’, not seein’ the story. Like, did ya know some of ‘em got codes? Candy told me once—never snitch, never owe, keep ya head low. That’s some *A Prophet* shit right there, “Keep your eyes open,” fam. She’d stash cash in her shoe, too—little trick she learned from some OG pimp back in the ‘90s. Ain’t nobody checkin’ ya kicks, right? Smart as fuck, yo.

In this Book

Hilpoltstein, Germany, a hidden gem nestled in the heart of Bavaria, boasts a plethora of abandoned buildings and forgotten spaces, waiting to be explored. From the ruins of the .

Then there's the river—Kleiner Main—that paints the evenings gold. Its banks are humid, full of life, and perfect for solo walks when I'm needing to reflect. I took my occasional therapy walks there, praying, "Great Scott!" when the wind whipped past me like a scene out of the film. It's both soothing and stirrin' up emotions.

How Asian Clams Ended Up West of the Danube